Sale ki wife Salhaj ko choda:- Amita mere bade saale ki biwi yani meri salhaj hai. Do bacchon ki maa hai, mujhse qareeb aath saal badi yani ki 38 saal ki, lekin use dekhkar lagta hai ki uski umar 30 ki hogi.
Gora rang, 34-30-36 ka badan, uske baal lambe hain aur koolhon tak aate hain. Khule baal lekar jab woh chootrad matkaati hui chalti hai to aag si lag jaati hai.
Mujhe uski nazron se lagta tha ki meri taraf uska kuch jhukaav hai. Mere saamne uski harkatein badi maadak hoti thin, chhed-chhaad aur mazaak wagairah, kabhi-kabhi vyask chutkule bhi! Lekin usne kabhi bhi apni seema nahi laanghi thi aur uski yahi ada mujhe uski taraf kheenchti thi.
Sale ki wife Salhaj ko choda hindi sex story
Usse mil kar aane ke baad main bechain ho jaata tha aur us din Surekha (meri biwi) ko buri tarah chodta tha.
Woh bhi kehti thi—
Surekha:
“Aaj kya ho gaya hai… uff maar daaloge kya…?”
Woh bechari waise hi mere mote lund se khauf khaati thi. Pehli raat ki chudai ke baad hi usne mujhse waada liya tha ki main uske saath aahista aur salike se sex karun.
Bechari ko kya maaloom ki main use nahi, Amita Bhabhi ko chod raha hoon.
Main unhe Bhabhi kehta hoon.
Aur Amita Bhabhi ko to aise hi chodna hoga… tabhi maza aayega… Main din-raat us mauke ki talaash mein rehta tha…
Aur ek din woh mauka aa hi gaya!
Hua yon ki meri biwi aur uske bhai yani Amita Bhabhi ke pati ko apne kisi property ke silsile mein apne pushtaini gaon mein jaana tha. Mujhe bhi unhone chalane ke liye kaha lekin mujhe office mein kuch zaroori kaam tha.
Main unhe subah station par chhodne gaya. Tab bhai saab ne kaha—
Bhai Saab:
“Amita akeeli hai aur bacche bhi nana ke yahan gaye hain ek mahine ke liye. Tum shaam ko ek phone kar lena ghar par ya phir ghar jaakar aana.”
Main:
“Ji theek hai!”
Aur main wahin se office chala gaya.
Shaam ko lautne mein der ho gayi, qareeb saat baj chuke the. Achanak cell par meri biwi ka phone aaya—
Surekha:
“Arre Bhabhi ka phone nahi lag raha… tumse koi baat hui kya?”
Main:
“Nahi!”
Surekha:
“Please zara unke ghar jaakar aao!”
Main:
“Theek hai…”
Lekin achanak mere dimaag mein ghanti baji—
‘Yeh golden chance hai. Aaj use uttejit karo aur mauka mile to… kaam kar lo.’
Maine ghar aakar t-shirt aur jeans pehne, ek accha wala scent spray kiya aur car lekar chal pada unke ghar.
Unka ghar do-manzila hai. Main wahan pahuncha to awaaz di—
Main:
“Bhabhi…!!”
Koi uttar nahi aaya.
Phir darwaza khatkhataya, tab halki awaaz aayi—
Bhabhi:
“Tum ruko, main aati hoon.”
Thodi der mein darwaza khula… uff… Bhabhi ke baal thode bikhare hue unke chehre par aa gaye the aur seene par dupatta nahi… kya mast choochiyan hain… meri biwi ki inke saamne kuch bhi nahi…
Bhabhi:
“Aao!”
Main:
“Bhabhi, aapka phone band hai kya?”
Bhabhi:
“Maloom nahi, waise bahut der se kisi ka phone aaya nahi!”
Main phone ka receiver uthaya…
Main:
“Oh Bhabhi, yeh to band hai.”
Maine apne cell par Surekha ka phone lagaya—
Main:
“Haan Surekha, Bhabhi ka phone band hai… lo Bhabhi se baat karo.”
Un dono ne kuch baat ki phir Bhabhi ne kaha—
Bhabhi:
“Tum thoda baitho, main upar store mein se kuch samaan aur bistar nikaal rahi hoon. Abhi aur bhi thoda kaam hai, phir chai banati hoon…”
Main chup raha aur unhe dekhta raha.
Unhone meri taraf dekha aur kaha—
Bhabhi:
“Lagta hai Surekha ki bahut yaad aa rahi hai?”
Aur ek sexy muskaan meri ore phenk di.
Main to tadap gaya. Phir woh apne sexy koolhe matkaate hue seedhiyan chadhne lagi aur kaha—
Bhabhi:
“Tab tak tum TV dekho!”
Main apne ko rok nahi saka aur 5 minute baad main bhi seedhiyan chadh kar upar pahuncha. Wahan Bhabhi ki peeth meri taraf thi aur woh bed ko theek kar rahi thi.
Maine unhe peeche se pakad liya.
Bhabhi:
“Kya kar rahe ho?”
Main:
“Pyaar! Abhi aapne kaha na ki Surekha ko miss kar rahe ho? Main use nahi aapko miss karta hoon Bhabhi!”
Bhabhi:
“Badmashi mat karo!”
Par maine apne lund ko unke chootradon par dabaya… jo ab thoda kadak ho raha tha… wahan lagte hi uska aakar badhne laga.
Woh mujhse chhutne ki koshish karne lagi… mera haath unki choochiyon par pahunch gaya… maine unki gardan par peeche choom liya.
Bhabhi:
“Akhilesh…!!! Please… yeh galat hai!”
Main:
“Kya galat hai Bhabhi?”
Bhabhi:
“Main Surekha ki Bhabhi hoon!”
Main:
“To kya hua… aap itni haseen ho ki mera dil machal gaya hai aapke liye!”
Maine haathon se unki choochiyan aur zor se dabayin.
Bhabhi:
“Nahi… kar… o… aaahhh dheere…”
Mera lund poora akad kar unke chootradon mein jaise ghusa ja raha tha.
Amita bol rahi thi—
Bhabhi:
“Nahi… ee… ee…”
Maine haathon se unki choochi aur zor se dabayi.
Bhabhi:
“Aaahhh… hhhh… dheere…”
Yeh sun kar main samajh gaya ki Bhabhi chudwana to chahti hain lekin nakhare kar rahi hain.
Mera lund poora khada hokar unki gaand mein ghusa ja raha tha.
Ab woh bhi apni gaand mere lund par daba rahi thi. Maine unki kameez ke andar peeche se haath daal diya… naram peeth se hota hua mera haath seedhe bra ke hook par gaya, maine use zor se kheench a, woh toot gaya.
Bhabhi:
“Kya kar rahe ho?”
Main:
“Aap pyaar se nahi karne de rahi hain.”
Bhabhi:
“Kya nahi karne de rahi hoon??”
Aur woh ghoom gayi. Maine is mauke par ekdum unka chehra paas laya aur unke raseele laal honton par apne hont chipka diye.
Pehle to woh muh idhar-udhar karne lagi… phir thodi der baad mere honton ko jagah mil gayi…
Woh lamba chumban… geela… uooh… aur Bhabhi mujhse door hatne lagi… maine phir bhi nahi chhoda, unhe aur ab unke chootrad zor se pakad kar kheench a… mera lund unke pet par laga… unke haath jhatke se mere gale par aa gaye…
Phir ek bosa…
Is baar koolhe dabaate hue aur unhone muh mere muh se nahi hataya.
Maine Bhabhi ke shirt ko upar karna shuru kiya aur gale tak le aaya. Unke haath upar kiye aur nikaal diya.
Bhabhi:
“Kya kar rahe hain aap?”
Main:
“Pyaar Bhabhi!”
Maine apna kurta bhi ab utaara…
Woh jaana chahti thi lekin kameez nikal gayi. Woh upar poori nangi thi, jaali wali bra thi aur usme se unke angoor jaise kaale nipple dikh rahe the.
Maine der nahi ki, jhapat kar unhe pakad liya aur nipple par muh lagaya.
Bhabhi:
“Aaahhh ha… main tumse badi hoon… yeh mat karo…”
Lekin mera sar unhone apni chhaati par daba liya.
Maine peeche haath kiye aur bra ka hook tod diya. Badi-badi doodhiya choochiyan bahar mere haathon mein aa gayin… zor se dabaya.
Bhabhi:
“Uuffff fff dheere… itne zor se mat dabaao…”
Maine kuch suna nahi, unhe bistar par dhakela… unke pair neeche latak rahe the… maine salwar ki elastic kheench i to saath mein gulabi rang ki panty bhi neeche aa gayi.
Bhabhi:
“Jeeja ji, kya kar rahe ho… mujhe kharab mat karo…”
Lekin unhone gaand utha di aur salwar nikal aayi aur panty bhi…
Chut par chhote-chhote baal the… mera to lund ab bekaabu hone laga… Bhabhi ki gaand par haath phera aur zor se masal diya.
Bhabhi:
“Aaaahhh hhhh… please mat karo…”
Woh uchhal padi… kya gori aur chikni gaand thi unki…
Maine ab apne kapde utaarna shuru kiya… is mauke ka fayda utha kar Bhabhi uthi aur kapde utha kar jaldi se neeche bhaagi.
Meri pant aadhi khuli thi… maine poori kholi, use wahin phenka aur underwear mein unke peeche bhaaga. Woh apne bedroom mein ghus gayi, darwaza band diya… main darwaje ke paas gaya aur halke se dhakela… darwaza khul gaya.
Bhabhi waisi hi bed par ulti leti hui thi… main samajh gaya. Main unke peeche gaya, maine apna underwear bhi nikaal diya… mera kaala moosal jaisa 7″ ka lund chhitak kar bahar aa gaya. Maine peeche se unke badan par lund chhuaya.
Woh chaunk kar palati—
Bhabhi:
“Aaahh… oh… mujhe kyun pareshan kar rahe ho… aur yeh kya… haaye Allah… itna bada aur mota… baap re… Surekha to roti hogi?”
Main:
“Uski baat chhod do Bhabhi! Lekin aapko to yeh accha lagega.”
Maine phir se unhe daboch liya.
Ab mera lund unke pet ke paas tha. Maine unki choochiyan zor-zor se masalna shuru ki aur unke hont choomne laga.
Is baar woh sirf “Aaahh nahi… uoohh Akhilesh mat karo…” bol rahi thi lekin saath mein mujhse lipti ja rahi thi. Mere lund ka pre-cum unke poore pet ko geela kar raha tha.
Maine unse kaha—
Main:
“Ise pakdo na…”
Aur unka haath pakad kar apne lund par lagaya…
Unhone badmashi ki aur use pakad ke zor se daba diya.
Main:
“Aaaahh Bhabhi… pyaar se sehlaao!”
Bhabhi:
“Kya pyaar se itna mota?”
Bhabhi purani khilaadi thi lekin phir bhi kaha—
Bhabhi:
“Tumhara bahut lamba aur mota hai… tum aaj mujhe barbaad kar ke chhodoge!”
Maine kuch nahi kaha aur unke gore pet ko sehlaate hue jeebh se geela karne laga.
Bhabhi mujhe dhakel rahi thi lekin unhone mera lund nahi chhoda.
Maine ab seedhe unke pair faila diye, apna muh unke pairon ke beech rakha aur chooma.
Bhabhi:
“Aaaahh… kitne gande ho… wahan kyun muh laga rahe ho?”
Main:
“Bhabhi, abhi aap kuch mat kaho!”
Bhabhi:
“Tum Bhabhi Bhabhi kehte ho, kehte ho ‘izzat karta hoon!’ Yeh izzat ka tareeka hai? …uieeee…”
Meri jeebh chut ke andar daakhil ho gayi aur andar gol-gol ghumana laga.
Bhabhi:
“Aaahhh… Akhilesh… main pagal ho rahi hoon… mat karo… please… main tumhari Bhabhi hoon…”
Lekin mujhe ab unki gulabi chut aur uske andar ka namkeen paani hi yaad tha… maine tezi se chaatna shuru kiya…
Bhabhi apne chootrad uchhaal ne lagi thi—
Bhabhi:
“Akhilesh… haraami yeh kya kar rahe ho… eaaahh!”
Bhabhi ka badan akadne laga tha, unka paani nikalne wala hai, yeh main samajh gaya.
Ab maine apni ek ungli unke muh mein daali, unhone kaat li.
Phir use dheere-dheere choosna shuru kiya… maine position badli aur unhe uthaya, kinare par main baith gaya aur unse kaha—
Main:
“Neeche aao!”
Bhabhi:
“Kyun?”
Main:
“Aao to!”
Woh neeche aayi. Maine unhe ghutnon par bithaya, mera lund unke muh ke saamne tha. Woh to tadap rahi thi, phir bhi uth kar jaane lagi.
Maine zabardasti bithaya aur lund ko unke gaalon par ragda, phir honton par rakh kar kaha—
Main:
“Ise kiss karo!”
Woh meri taraf dekhne lagi.
Maine unke sar ko pakda aur lund ko honton par ragda.
Chahti to woh bhi thi…
Pehle thoda chaata, jeebh se phir honton ko khola aur lund ka supara muh mein liya.
Maine dekha unke chhote muh mein lund nahi ja raha tha… bahut mota jo hai…
Maine sar ko kas ke pakda aur dabaya—
Main:
“Le saali… bahut dinon se tadpa rahi hai… apni choochi aur chootrad dikha-dikha ke…”
Ab unhone choosna shuru kiya. Main to jannat mein pahunch gaya tha…
Main:
“Uoohh Bhabhi… maza aa raha hai…!”
Thodi der baad mujhe laga ki mere gotiyon mein soojan aa rahi hai, mera ho jaayega. Maine Bhabhi ko uthaya aur bed par lita diya.
Pair neeche latak rahe the, pairon ko uthaya.
Bhabhi:
“Nahi please… abhi main safe nahi hoon… mere thehar sakta hai… nahi…”
Main:
“Fikr mat karo, main bahar nikaal loonga.”
Aur pairon ko failaya, apne kandhe par rakha, lund ko chut ke upar ragadna shuru kiya—
Main:
“Bhabhi, kaisa lag raha hai?”
Bhabhi:
“Haraamzaade apne lund ko meri chut pe laga ke Bhabhi keh raha hai…? Ab jaldi kar jo karna hai.”
Yeh sun kar mujhe to josh aa gaya aur apna lund unki chut pe dheere-dheere ragadne laga, ragadta raha, ragadta raha. Bhabhi ko chhatpataata hua dekh kar mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha!!
Phir main Bhabhi ke mamme dabaane laga!!
Bhabhi:
“Madarchod… aur kitna tadpayega?”
Main hansa aur apna lund unke chhed par rakh kar dabaya.
Bhabhi tadap uthi—
Bhabhi:
“Uoohh… mar gayi madarchod nikaal… nikaal… bahut mota hai… ah… main mar jaungi!”
Main ruk gaya aur lund ko bahar kheench liya.
Bhabhi ne aankhein kholin aur poocha—
Bhabhi:
“Ab kya hua?”
Main:
“Aapne kaha ‘nikaal!’ Isliye nikaal liya.”
Bhabhi:
“Haraami, kyun tadpa raha hai… ab jo karna hai kar…”
Maine aav dekha na taav aur lund ko chut par rakh kar zor ka jhatka maara.
Bhabhi ka poora badan ainth gaya—
Bhabhi:
“Aaaahh… maar daala re haraami… yeh aadmi ka hai ya ghode ka, Surekha ki kya haalat karte ho, uuffff poori bhar gayi meri…”
Main ab thoda-thoda aage-peeche karne laga aur Bhabhi ko choomne laga, nipple choosne laga… woh thoda normal hui aur unki chut ne bhi ab phir se paani chhoda…
Maine aadha lund bahar nikaal ke is baar toofani shot maara aur bilkul Dhoni ke sixer ki speed se lund poora Bhabhi ke chut mein pel diya.
Bhabhi:
“Aaaahh… uieee… maa… kis manhoos ghadi mein main tumhare haath lag gayi…!”
Maine unke bagal ke neeche se haath daalkar unke kandhon ko pakda jisse woh hil nahi paayein aur phir maine Dhoni ki style batting shuru ki.
Woh uff uff aaahh ahhh kar rahi thi, chut se paani ki dhaar behne lag gayi.
Unki gaand tak behne lagi aur neeche chaadar bhi geeli ho rahi thi.
Meri speed zor ki thi. Bhabhi ke muh se nikla—
Bhabhi:
“Waah mere sher!!! Waah… aaj mujhe pehli baar itna maza aaya… aaj meri muraad poori ho gayi… uoohh mera hone wala hai… aur zor se…!”
Main unke poore badan ko choom raha tha, kaat raha tha… unke lambe naakhoon meri peeth mein gad rahe the.
Bhabhi:
“Phaad de… meri phaad di… aaahh!”
Unhone mujhe kas ke pakda aur woh jhadne lagi.
Qareeb do minute unka orgasm chalu tha.
Idhar mera bhi hone wala tha. Us toofani speed mein maine kaha—
Main:
“Bhabhi, mera jhadne wala hai, main kahan nikaalun.”
Bhabhi:
“Mere andar daal do… aaahh!”
Main:
“Lo Bhabhi… yeh lo!”
Aur maine lund ko unki chut ke ekdum andar muh par tika diya aur meri pichkari shuru ho gayi.
Dono ne ek doosre ko kas ke pakda tha… isi tarah hum qareeb das minute rahe.
Unhone phir mujhe dhakela aur meri taraf dekha—
Bhabhi:
“Kar diya na Bhabhi ko kharab…?”
Aur mujhe dhakela.
Maine unki chut se lund bahar kheench a, woh masoom Bhabhi ke aur mere paani se lipta hua tha.
Use dekh kar Bhabhi ne kaha—
Bhabhi:
“Dekho kaise masoom lag raha hai…!!”
Unhone neeche dekha, chut phool gayi thi.
Unhone haath lagaya aur sihar uthi—
Bhabhi:
“Dekho kya haalat ki tumne… chhoti si thi… kitna sooj gayi hai aur kitna dard ho raha hai…”
Unki chut se mera safed paani aur unka paani bahar tapak raha tha, chut ka muh bhi khul gaya tha… woh uth bhi nahi paa rahi thi.
Ek baar ki chudai ke baad Bhabhi ki haalat to ekdum kharab ho gayi thi…
Is umar mein itni zabardast chudai hogi, yeh unhone socha bhi nahi tha lekin mujhe bhi unka woh gadhraya badan itne saalon baad mila… maine jam kar choda…
Sabse badi baat… mujhe pata tha ki Bhabhi ko mote aur lambe lund se zyada maza aayega aur woh mere paas hai…
Lekin meri biwi mujhse is tarah chodne nahi deti, rone lagti hai aur mujhe chudai mein reham se nafrat hai…